Kouadangou Nightlife

Although Noah claimed the area where we camped was very safe, he hired four local people to guard us all night, one on each corner. He insisted it was to keep the inquisitive children from pestering us, but I was not convinced. The guards would collect all the bags left outside the tent after we’d all gone to bed (if it is so safe here, why do they need to do that?), but I totally confused them! I was sleeping on a mat outisde the tent, and they initially thought the ‘lumpy form in a sleeping bag’ (me) was a piece of luggage! I must say it is the first time I have been mistaken for a rucksack! Once they had shone their torches on me and decided I was not some bag, they left me alone.